Turbulent Undercurrents, Accelerating the God's Examination

But considering that his future son-in-law had done the killing, an uncontrollable smile appeared on his face.

Golden Crocodile Douluo, standing beside him, was startled senseless.

What had he just seen? His eldest brother, who was becoming less and less human, had smiled?

He hurriedly circulated Soul Power to inspect his body, terrified that some mental-control Titled Douluo was setting him up.

But after checking for quite a while, he found nothing wrong. Qian Daoliu even noticed the Soul Power emanating from him.

He looked at him as though he were an idiot.

Only then did he sheepishly stop the Soul Power surging within him.

"Big Brother, what does this intelligence say?"

"See for yourself." Qian Daoliu did not explain directly and merely handed the item in his hand to Golden Crocodile.

"What? A fourteen-year-old Soul Douluo solo-killed two Titled Douluo?"

"Are you sure this intelligence isn't some joke from the people below?" Having finished reading it, Golden Crocodile was nothing like Qian Daoliu.

Instead, he cried out in disbelief. Fourteen years old, Soul Douluo, solo-killing two Titled Douluo.

There was nothing wrong with any of those words separately, but if they were put together...

Sorry, but forget Golden Crocodile—even if you grabbed a random child off the street,

they would probably take this intelligence for a novel written by some third-rate author.

Qian Daoliu merely smiled without speaking as he watched Golden Crocodile's incredulous expression.

And in his overwhelming shock, Golden Crocodile even overlooked the fact that the slain Douluo belonged to Spirit Hall.

Gulp—

"Big Brother, is... is this real?" He swallowed hard and asked Qian Daoliu.

If it was true, he would immediately begin trying to recruit him. If that failed, he planned to personally step in.

And nip him in the bud.

Although the other party